A Conversation
I met a check-out chick the other day,
I asked how was her New Year's, okay,
She said she had a dreadful New Year's Day,
Her boyfriend battling bushfires with the CFA,
He had never been so far away,
What on earth could I say?
Our firies are like superheroes today,
Right there with superman, okay?
Would you give them a salary and lunch money? Hey,
They don't do it for money, okay?
Well, give them all a gold medal, I say,
When all these bushfires are gone one day,
Chats about our firies everywhere these days!
Copyright © Julie Grenness | Year Posted 2020
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